Of course, I had no choice but to take a picture of this beauty. It is exactly what it looks like it is. And to boot, it has license plates. Oakland never ends.
It probably needs a caption, if you've got the time.
A side note related to Thanksgiving and the Bay; I attended a turkey-off this past weekend pitting two worthy variations of dead animal.
Your run of the mill deep-fried turkey vs. a turducken shipped from Louisiana, pre-cajun seasoned out. It did not have a bacon blanket, but instead had seasoned pork sausage between all layers of dead bird.
Sounds like a mismatch?
Apparently you have overlooked this great country's love of fried food.
Fried turkey was voted unanimously by 20 of the 24 voters. And they were San Francisco'd-out-liberal-eat-no-trans-fat voters at that.
